Only now did Zi Yunsui realize the danger. Struggling to her feet, she saw that Ye Xiangxue's head might have been injured, as faint trickles of blood flowed, but there was no time to worry about that. He gripped Zi Yunsui's shoulder firmly, and the two of them dashed forward with all their might.
Having just run over a dozen meters...
"Boom—" A loud explosion. Behind them, a curtain of flames shot into the sky, red light rolling with waves of black smoke, igniting a blazing inferno reaching upwards, resembling a black mushroom cloud of death. The flames soared tens of meters high in an instant. The car was engulfed in flames immediately, surrounded by fire. If anyone were left in the vehicle, they'd be roasted like lamb.
...
Atop a nearby tower, two ghostly figures slowly appeared. They watched as the fire raged like a collapsing mountain, the indifference on their faces turning into smiles of satisfaction.
